MxF The Wizard's Request

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MxF The Wizard's Request

The Wizard

Lamb on the altar. Werewolf in bed.
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This introductory post will be updated, but for now, this is my one on one request thread. Following posts contain some of my original ideas. There are two for now. More will be added shortly.
 
The Obsidian Sentinel
A long time ago, on the continent of Feldren, a war took place. The lord of darkness assembled a vile army to destroy and reshape the world to his liking. Hellbent on annihilating every race and species of creature to repopulate the world with his evil progeny, he spread his forces across the land to sack the kingdoms of men, elves, dwarves, and lupine. The kingdoms joined together to face this overwhelming threat; but one by one, each fell to the dark lord's power. That is, until a wizard appeared on Feldren with a plot of his own. Wise and mysterious, and well learned in all types of magic, the wizard, with the help of the allied races, assembled an army to rival the evil lord. These soldiers were given the name sentinels. These sentinels, created by weaving the spirits of the allied races into mystical suits of armor, each bore one aspect of the wizard's power.

The white sentinels were given power over light and healing. The yellow sentinels held sway over the element of earth. The legion of red sentinels could bend fire to their will. The green were so connected with the natural world that it is said they could command flora and fauna to aid them. Yet all of these sentinels were no more than living armor. They could not truly be called alive. Together, these magical armies were able to thwart the plans of the evil one. However, when they had finally seized victory, they all ceased to function. Only in the presence of great magic could these entities operate. With the defeat of the dark lord, the wizard vanished. It was as if he had never existed. No one would even recall the tale of this keeper of Feldren, were it not for the fields where thousands of sentinels lay, their armor broken and gone to rust. Legend has it, however, that the wizard left one sentinel behind, should evil ever seek to oppress the realm again. Myths of this sentinel, black as night, imbued with every magic the wizard knew, and the bright soul of a powerful lord, are told every year at festivals honoring the wizard and the sacrifice of all who had fallen. Wise men, kings, shamans and elders all say that if evil should ever threaten Feldren again, this sentinel would be found.

"When evil returns, he will live. He will come to us to lead us unto salvation." - So say men.

"When at last he finds his heart, the lord of Feldren will rise." - So say the elves.

"When the northern jewel shines in the south, the black knight will awaken." - So say the dwarves.

"When the lord and his bride are united, this world will know peace." - So say the lupine.

The prophecies are true!
He slumbers.
Find him.

This story is for a male x female pair. There will be strong fantasy themes, violence and gore (maybe), and at some point, romance will become integral to the story. I will play the role of the sentinel and various side characters that pertain to the story. I would like for you to play a female sorceress of your choosing. She is yours to create as you wish. She will be whatever you want her to be and be central to the story and the prophecy of the last sentinel. If you wish, you may play additional side-characters of any race that may or may not participate directly in the quest. You have complete co-creation control with me on everything besides what is written here on this post. As always, send a private message if you are interested in discussing this story with me further, or participating in a game with me.
 
Nameless Story #1
Ever had a dream? Of course. Everyone dreams!
How about a dream where you were loved? Sure. Lots of people dream of love.
What about a dream where the love you felt was so pure and so strong, that you were absolutely sure you touched the face of God? Um. I'm not sure. Maybe?
Can you imagine a love like that? I'm trying to.
A love that transcends everything? That sounds powerful.
A love that heals all wounds? I want a love like that.
A love that gives you the strength and courage to overcome anything? Does a love like that really exist?
I have...


Do you want to hear about how I found that love? Tell me.

Do you want to know where? Where?


What was she like? Oh... she was amazing.
I woke to a faint sound, not unlike a chime, in a dense forest of pines. The ground was covered in needles. The air was fresher than anything I had ever smelled. It was dark there, the moon shone brilliantly through breaks in the canopy. I chased moonbeams through the dark. The lovely chiming sound had a pulse. I'd never heard such a thing, but it put my mind at ease. I could hear frogs and insects all around me. Occasionally, a creature would run across my path and chirp. I had never seen anything like these animals, nor had I ever been in such a place. I could see a clearing just ahead, through the trees. When I stepped through, I found myself in a field of grass. It swayed in the gentle wind. There was a sweet aroma like roses all around me. I looked up, and I saw...


What did you see?
It looked kind of like... crystal. That's it, a crystal in the shape of a conch shell. It emitted the softest and most gentle light. I had never seen a moon quite like it. What a wondrous world is this! I gazed in wonder at the marvelous sight. Then I heard a voice. "Ban'ka ju'wali! Ju'wali!" Thud! I was met with blackness.

I don't know how much time passed before I woke again, but when I did, I could see a fire... I smelled smoke and roasting meat. I saw shadows dancing and swaying in the firelight, and heard voices speaking that bizarre language from before. My hands and feet were bound, so I couldn't escape. But there... then... that is when I saw her. I will remember her in every life I'm given. Veleria... My sweet Veleria.


What did she look like?

You wouldn't understand. She was not human like us, but she was more. These beings were alien to me, but their features reminded me of wolves. She had pointed ears. She had a tail. Her coat was thick and white as the snow. They looked like those characters from that movie I loved as a child.


So you fell in love with a dog? What the hell?
Don't you ever call her that. She had more humanity than any creature I've ever seen. She was more loving than you. More loving than I could ever be. She was a Goddess in my eyes. Her voice... it was enchanting. She sang to it. She sang to that shell in the sky, and when she sang... it would always snow. She was magical. They were all magical, but my Veleria... she was...


She is your destiny...

Yes. She was. And I'd do anything for her. Even the unthinkable. Indeed... because of her, I would kill my own kind.



How could you do something like that?
For her. For her world. To keep her safe. I was the one. I was chosen. I lived among them. I became one of them. And then came the war...


The war of the Red Eyes.

Do you want to hear the rest of the story?
For this story, I would really like to have a partner who can respond somewhat frequently. Someone literate with massive posts is appreciated but not always necessary. This story is based on a real dream that I had a long time ago, that is very near and dear to my heart. It will be MxF. I will play the currently unnamed male, as well as Ban'ka, AKA Ban, and a couple of other male characters of Veleria's people, and some characters that will be involved later. You will play Veleria, as well as any side characters as you like, such as Kri, which I can tell you about if you'd like. This story will have plenty of romance, some fantasy and a lot of drama. It is the ultimate love story in my mind, and I'd be happy to tell you about the end of my dream if it might help you to understand just how much Veleria has impacted me in life.
 
Wolves of God

In a world run by villains, the people are oppressed. They groan and cry out for solace. Evil runs rampant. Citizens are abducted and exploited. Children are ripped away from their parents to serve the elite. Unfair laws prevent the people from living fulfilling and meaningful lives. Even the temples and churches have become a haven for vile men. What can be done to ease the suffering of the masses? Who can fight against the tyrants that aim to keep living souls in misery? Where is God when the people cry out for salvation?

"Lord, grant me the strength to overcome this.
Give me the power to save these people.
Bestow upon me your holy mark and help me to lead these broken souls to freedom.
Please hear my prayer.
Amen."​

The moon is full...

Blood runs through the streets...

Howls are heard in the night...

And a bloody message is scrawled onto a brick wall above a violent kill...

THE WOLVES OF GOD ARE COMING
HALLELUJAH

Even the tyrants will not be safe when the father sends his wolves to hunt... They rule the streets, devour the evil and spare the innocent. When the people cry out for mercy, the wolves descend upon the sinful.



Seeking a female to play one or more werewolves or villains in this story of vengeance.
 
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